THERAPY SESSiON Lyrics

My homie said I need therapy

Little did he know the therapist a black man enemy

A black man prefers to die inside

A bottle of Gin or weed is all we need to free the mind

I don't see myself pouring out my pain to a stranger

I hate it when somebody write my problems on the paper

I can do that shit myself

I don't really need your help

If my homie switching on me I'ma light bong

If my chick cheating on me I'ma write a song

With a cup on my side filled with something strong

That's my therapy I don't need a therapist I'm hardcore

Alcohol is the thread and the needle when my heart torn

Keep your opinion to yourself I don't need your advice

I do things my way I'd rather drink then write

That shit really works for me

To me new problem is a verse for me

My homie asked me is it really working

I said Certainly

There's no doubt in that

Then he said that shit is not good for my mental health

He knows somebody that can help

He got the numbers and the person free at 10AM I said fine I'll be there

My homie said I need therapy

Little did he know the therapist a black man enemy

A black man prefers to die inside

A bottle of Gin or weed is all we need to free the mind

Hi my name is Growth Kennedy I'm dealing with a lot

Lemme say few things on the spot

My friends party with people who don't fuck with me now the same niggas confronting me about ghosting them

Nahhhhh G I'm not ghosting them I'm sitting home comfortably enjoying my own company

Around six I'm chilling with my Queen watching Netflix

And she doesn't cheat ,lemme say I haven't caught her yet

A homie that I know lost his bitch to a friend

Okay that is not why I'm here

I'm fighting money issues

I'm broke I only got this drip and these shoes

Money is a bitch that I need too

Do you get it ?nah you don't get it lemme leave you

My homie said I need therapy

Little did he know the therapist a black man enemy

A black man prefers to die inside

A bottle of Gin or weed is all we need to free the mind